Chapter 9

Chapter 9

The band of friends watched from the bushes as Slade and Jagger erupted from their helicopter. Chazz gulped from seeing his older brothers who were nearing the general direction of the students. He looked over at Jaden who nodded his head. He was the first distraction of the day. He sprung from the green shrubbery so the youngest Princeton could make his escape.

Jaden exclaimed, "Hi! Are you new here? Wanna get your game on? I am always itching for a good duel!" Jagger glanced over at his older brother who looked infuriated.

"Can you get lost, kid? We're looking for our brother," said Slade Princeton who was straightening his suit. Jagger nodded in agreement. Jaden cocked his head sideways.

"Who's your bro?" asked Jaden, "Can he get his game on? Is he pretty?" Jagger looked appalled as Jaden mentioned Chazz ever being pretty. Jagger thought none of my brothers could look good. Slade shook his head.

Jagger replied, "His name is Chazz Princeton, you dueled him so you would know if he can duel, and he is far from 'Pretty." Slade nodded in agreement. Maybe, Jagger could use him manipulative politician powers to get the kid far away from them.

"Really, that's your bro?" asked Jaden in fake amusement, "Well, I don't know where he is, dude who are you. What are your names? Names say a lot about a person," Jagger rolled his eyes while Slade attempted not to strangle him at any cost.

"I'm Slade and this is my brother Jagger," Slade introduced though it was unnecessary, but Jaden didn't seem like he would have a fantastic memory. Jagger noted this is most definitely the biggest waste of my time ever.

Jaden exclaimed, "Nice to meet you, Slain and Jacker. I'm Jaden Yuki. C'mon let's duel, and then tell stories about Chazz." Jaden sighed and wondered when they would slap him, because they personally scared the crap out of him with their condescending eyes, besides they weren't any fun to talk to.

Jagger said calmly, "We have things we need to do." Jaden looked rather disappointed. He gave them large puppy-dog eyes that very few people could resist unless they were almost evil.

"Please," begged Jaden with a small angelic voice, "Pretty please, with whip cream and a cherry on top." Jagger shook his head in a reply as they attempted to pass by him, but Jaden wouldn't allow it whatsoever.

Slade raised his voice, "Get lost, kid! We need to discuss with our brother. Go." Jaden looked as if he was about to cry. Since Slade was taller and more muscular, he pushed Jaden out of the way so they could leave.

"Bye Jaguar! Bye Lame!" yelled Jaden happily as he watched them leave. He grabbed his walkie talkie and messaged Alexis, "Hey Lex, they are going in your direction. Go be a seductress."

Alexis straightened her small skirt and flipped her hair as she saw Jagger and Slade nearing her. She unzipped part of her white top to reveal the sleeveless black turtleneck under. She smiled sweetly. She prayed please let me forget I ever did this. Please, let me never have to do something as degrading as this ever happen again. "Hey boys," she said sweetly and slyly as she could.

Jagger looked over at Slade who raised an eyebrow. Slade shifted his weight to the left and said, "What do you want? We're short on time, and we don't need any delays." Jagger nodded in agreement, as pretty as Alexis was, she was definitely not any Princeton's type.

Alexis giggled and answered, "Well a real man like you two." Jagger attempted to hide his repulsion. Slade backed away in fear. Alexis stroked Jagger's face making him cringe, because she was too young and definitely not an angel.

Jagger nudged her hand away and coughed, "No offense, but you need to leave me alone." Alexis pouted at his words and wondered how he was able to resist her charm. It didn't bother her, but it was unorthodox that it happened.

Slade shook his head in disgust as he walked around her. Alexis found herself gasping for breath in either intimidation or a secret attraction. Slade said cruelly, "Why don't you go for someone your own age? Jagger and I aren't into girls your age, but maybe someone will pay you." Alexis looked infuriated as she screamed into her brain he just called you a friggin' whore!

Jagger shrugged and followed Slade obediently. Alexis shook her head and wince at the repulsive idea the Princetons had. As if, she wanted to ever sleep with them. That was just disturbing. She pulled out her walkie talkie and hoped Atticus wasn't too busy trying to impress Mindy that he would miss her notification.

"Atticus, do you read me?" asked Alexis into her device. She heard a girlish giggle in the background and Mindy comparing the color salmon with pink.

Atticus responded in his normal chipper voice, "Yeah, what is it, Lex?"

"They're coming your way, Atty. They're pissed too," responded Alexis. Atticus quickly told Mindy the situation.

"Don't worry, Lexi," said her brunette brother, "They won't know what hit them, besides, I have to do something about their hair." Alexis laughed as Atticus said his quick goodbyes to his sister.

Jagger and Slade went through the Academy halls to see the black-haired Mindy and the brunette haired Atticus both with hair that glistened in the fluorescent light. They quickly glanced at the brothers and gave a look of disgust. Atticus stepped forward and circled around the men, "Horrible hair, wouldn't you say, Mindy?" asked Atticus. Mindy nodded while stepping forward.

"Who are you?" demanded the agitated Slade. Mindy flipped back her bangs from her eyes. She quickly straightened his tie and took out her hair scrunchie. He is making this far too easy thought Mindy.

Mindy announced as she pulled Slade's long grayish-black hair into a ponytail, "My name is Mindy. I'm one of the best fashion consultants at this school, and you need a fashion consultant." Atticus stifled a giggle as Mindy evaluated her masterpiece, "And who might you be? You are too old to be a student."

Slade sighed being truly sick of that question, and before he could answer Atticus sprung forward and pulled out his bottle of water. He poured the water over Jagger's head. He frowned as Atticus grabbed a pair of scissors from his pouch.

"Sorry," said Atticus, "but we are totally not in the sixties. No wonder you have never been even close to a girl before. Geez, that will all change once I am through with you." Atticus snipped parts of Jagger's hair and smoothed it over. It didn't take long until he was finished.

The male Rhodes pulled out a mirror and Jagger's reflection was revealed. Jagger's hair was much shorter and clung to his head. It was like he had Nick Lachey's hair. "What did you do to me?" demanded Jagger while Slade started yelling at Mindy that the brothers looked completely unprofessional.

Before Atticus could explain his procedure to Jagger, Mindy yelled at Slade, "I'm sorry, but you didn't need to yell. I just wanted to help." Mindy made herself think of her kitty that died when she was eleven to make her cry. Mindy rushed away with her forced sobbing.

Atticus, though he knew Mindy's plan, got very angry and quickly. He screamed before he ran after his friend that he had a crush on, "Thank you, Junior and Sledge, you just made a girl cry. That's why you guys will die alone and ugly." Atticus raced to catch up with his friend.

They saw a blunette known as Syrus Truesdale crying nearby. They attempted to pass him, but he just clung to their legs sobbing. What is wrong with this guy Jagger wondered.

"No one loves me. No one likes me, because I can't duel," wailed Syrus. Slade attempted to kick the kid aside, but in vain Syrus held on tighter. "I don't know why everybody hates me. Am I ugly? Am I fat?" Jagger rolled his eyes attempting to escape the child's grasp.

Slade said with a strong desire to destroy the school, "We can't help you. Get away from us." Syrus's tears landed harder on Slade and Jagger's Italian leather shoes. Jagger really wished that Chazz would randomly appear to save so much trouble.

Syrus screamed through his hysterics, "I want someone to love me!"

Of course Jagger, who wasn't one to scream or truly speak his mind, yelled at the poor short boy. The words came out so rapidly and fiercely that he couldn't remember what he said. Today was definitely the worst day of his life.

"Well, thank you for your concern, Jerkface," snarled Syrus leaving to warn Jasmine that Slade and Jagger nearby. Although, the two elder Princetons did not know what was ahead of them, their day was the worst so far and it was only going to be more like hell.

Mew Kazurinu: Woot! I am so proud of this chapter. What new drama awaits Chazz's brothers? I hope you all enjoyed this. Do tell me if you have any suggestions. Thanks